Depressed

It's a stormy day and a stormy night
As I watch the thunder strike my life
The pain and strife endured through time
The sorrow and anger forced through my mind

I dropped my swollen face in my hands
And weeped and weeped into quicksand
Disarrayed, distorted, dismayed
The bed is where I strayed and stayed

2-24-02 Ashley Lauer

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